Paint on my cruel or happy face.
Hide me behind it.
It takes me inside another place
Where no one can find it.
Escape, I get out when I can.
Escape, anytime I can,
Escape, I'm crying in my beer,
Escape, just get me out of here
Don't get me wrong, don't get me right
I'm not like you are.
When I get home from work at night,
I'm blacker and bluer.
So I escape.
Where am I running to?
There's no place to go.
Just put on my make-up
And get me to the show. Yeah.
My doctor said just come around,
You'll be taken care of,
And while he ran my problems down,
I stole his mascara,
That's how I escape.
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